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Senior jHarcljmg ^ong 

Shoulder to shoulder march the Seniors, 
Eyes right ahead and heads held high. 
Hearts all united, loyal, steady, 
That's how the Senior class goes by. 
They are the girls who know the wax- 
To make the most of every day. 
Never a care nor a fear have they, 
Helping the world along. 

Here's to the Seniors where e'er you find them, 
Steadfast of heart and strong of hand. 
Here's to the love and fame that makes them 
Abbot girls throughout the land. 

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Tke Class of Nineteen Seventeen dedicates 
tkis book of tke Abbot Circle to 


for ker lo^al devotion and untiring efforts 
for tke advancement of tke Sckool. 


Elizabeth Bacon, President 
Catharine Yeakle, Vice-President 

Doris Emery, Secretary 
Janet Davis. Treasurer 


Baxgor, Maine 

Smiling Lucy from Bangor, Maine, sums up this fair 
dame. We must not, however, neglect her literary 
ability shown by the play, written by her, which was 
given at school. To fully appreciate her you must hear her 
talk, especially in recreation time. 

Class Secretary '16 

Senior Mid. Play 

Courant '17 


Albany. X. Y. 

Our dignified Betty, always happy, always good-natured, 
an enthusiastic member of the Athletic Society. The 
girl whose name always appears on the honor roll and who 
guards our interest with her usual care and thoughtfulnc— . 
Last but not least she is always ready for a good time. 

Class Vice-President '16 Class President, '17 

Senior Play Student Council, '16, '17 

Class Book Board, '16, '17 Northfield Delegate 


Newton Centre, Mass. 

To Miriam we can always turn a? the helping hand. 
Stamps and stationery are her strong line. Her new sweater 
shows her accomplishment and hobby as well as her loyalty 
to dear old Williams. In Miriam we know a girl with a 
cheery disposition and an ever ready smile. 


Xewburgh. N. Y, 

She is quite a part of the school, having been here four 
years. A lover of all kinds of jokes and always having one 
on hand, Harriet enjoys life to the utmost. She believes 
hair-combing is a good habit and the song and dance 
never lose out as far as Balfie is concerned. Her bright, 
sunny disposition is known all through school. 

Fidelio'16, 17 Glee Club '16, '17 

"A" Society Senior Play 

Xorthfield Delegate 


Mansfield, Ohio 

Although she has never said so we may easily believe 
that her sole reason for coming to Abbot was to satisfy 
her unquenchable thirst for knowledge. In the future Dot 
expects to study art and judging from the artistic ability 
she has shown she has chosen rightly. Any time spent with 
her is sure to prove interesting for she is well informed on 
many subjects. 

Class Book Board 



Carita's accomplishments are in many lines, although she 
scorns all athletics. Isn't walking to and from school ex- 
ercise enough for one day? Always laughing gaily over 
languages, mathematics, and sciences, when less git ted 
mortals have groaned over them — this is Carit.i. 

Senior Play 

Fidelio '16 
Senior Mid. Play 

Class Book Board 


Andover, Mass. 


Cambridge, Mass. 

Naturally rather quiet and retiring, Bernice has not let 
us know her as well as we should like, but this last year we 
have been catching glimpses of her nature that make us 
want to explore further. We have discovered some very 
clever wit, some remarkable good humor and an un- 
ruffled temper. As those who know her best say, " Bernice 
makes a splendid friend." 


Mary's popularity is based on many things but chief 
among them is her cheerful disposition expressed through 
her smile. For — 

" 'Tis our wonder still 
The whole of Mary's face 
Her smile could fill." 

She is one of our most enthusiastic devotees of athletics. 

Class Vice-President '16 President "A" Society 

Student Council '17 Senior Play 

Vice-President Athletic Association '17 

Basket Ball Team 



Bridgeport. Conn. 


Altoona. Pa 

When one sees the list of achievements under " Chuck's" 
name there is no need to ask if she has done anything for 
Abbot. To give her greatest characteristic in a few words 
would be to say, "Smile and the world smiles with you." 

A. C. A. Secret arv '16 Student Council '16 

Fidelio '16, 17 Glee Club 16, '17 (Leader) 

Senior Mid. and Senior Plays Hockey Team '16 

Basket Ball Team "A" Society 

Janet is one of the most distinguished member- of the 
class in that she i- the Class Baby and comes from Altoona. 
Her remarkable good nature and ability to take any amount 
of teasing shows by the number of friends which she has 
made at Abhot. 

Student Council '16 Fidelio '16 

Senior Mid. Play Cla>- Treasurer '17 

Northfield Delegate 




Newport, Vt. 

Marguerite came to Abbot in time to join us in our Senior 
Middle Year. At first we found her hard to get acquainted 
with but when we saw her at Intervale as she really is, 
jolly, full of fun, loving a joke, then it was that we reached 
our decision that she is one of the best sports in the class. 
In writing of "Margo" it would not be right to neglect to 
speak of her musical ability which she herself is too modest 
ever to mention. 

Fidelio '16, '17 

If you ever are feeling "blue" and want to be cheered 
go to "Dick." It is guaranteed that you will be laughing 
within two minutes, either at some of her clever remarks 
or at her Chinese jabber. She uses this on all occasions 
and since taking it up in her spare uiinutes she has become 
the star Chinese pupil of the school. "Dick" says she is 
lazy but that is rather hard to agree to when you really 
know her. 

Class Secretary '16, '17 Odeon 16, '17 (President) 
Class Book Board 



Sykacuse, X. Y. 

There is a '^irl in our class 
Who lives in "58". 
She is a very wise lass 
And never has been late. 

She studies with great earnestness, 
Is fond of paint and art. 
Our prize she won. We must confess 
We think her very '-man. 

Senior Mid. Play 

Class Book Board 


Wellesley Hills, Mass. 

Our always reliable "Gillie" whose fun is ever ready. 
To those who really know her she confesses a -park of 
hope for dramatics in the future, but we can say in a 
knowing way that some "Information" Bureau will desire 
her experience. 



Melrose. Mass. 


errie" like Jane is always ready to eat but would 
also be willing to die tor the good of Abbot's Athletics, of 
which she is our leader and of whose basketball record 
we are rightly proud. "'Fiddle and I wandering by over 
the world together"' well expresses her musical ability. 

Fidelio '16, 17 
Hockey Team '16 
Tennis Champion — 

Student Council 17 
"A" Societv 

Glee Club "16. '17 
Senior Mid. Play 
Singles '16, 17: Doubles 17 

Basket Ball Team ' 17 
A. A. President 17 
Xorthfield Delegate 

Betty came to us this year having a great desire to go to 
college in the fall. Her spare time is devoted to "bug- 
ology, " along which lines we are sure she will distinguish 
herself some day. She is rather critical, demanding a 
reason for everything, but nevertheless easily adapts 
herself to all circumstances. 



New Britain, Conn. 


"Though she dislikes math." we can readily call her a 
lover of poetry, dogs and tennis. In the latter Sally 
excels, as was proven when she stayed in the tournament 
until the finals. In one short year here she has done much 
for the school through her work along literary lines and 
was almost at once awarded a place on the Courant. 

Courant Board 

She is the busiest little person in the Class and we 
couldn't keep up without her; though you have to admit 
that it is almost as difficult to keep up with her. Wherever 
"Hunkie" is can be heard the well known giggle and there 
one is sure to find fun waiting for her. 

Glee Club '17 

Fidelio '16, '17 

A. A. A. Treasurer '17 



Maldex. Mass. 


Pea body, Mass. 

Ruth, who has been here since our class was organized 
in our Junior year is our good standby. She starts our 
songs for us when we lack a piano, in fact she is our prima 
donna. Walking about with much dignity and poise as a 
usual thing, when she sets out for a good time — Oh! My! 
Ruth doesn't think she would like to go on the stage 
permanently, although she has tried it here. 

Student Council '16, 
Courant '16, 17 
Fidelio '16, 17 


Senior Mid. Play 

Senior P!av 

Glee Club '16, '17 

Though she appears rather quiet, Alice is hardly that 
when one knows her. Her artistic sense is undoubted 
and she longs for a career along that line; however we 
hear that her Castle in Spain is already awaiting her. 

Senior Mid. Play Fidelio '16 

Class Book Board 



Lawrence, Mass. 


Meriden, Conn. 

1917 boasts that it is thoroughly well balanced. That 
would not be true if it were not for our responsible and 
conscientious Edith. She is one of our many girls from 
Massachusetts and also one of our few college seniors. 
The goal of her ambition is to enter Mount Holvoke in the 

" Murdy " is one of the founders of 1917 and as loyal to 
her class and school as she is tall and fair. She is another of 
our gigglers — in fact without a giggle it wouldn't be 
Harriet. We can wish her nothing better than as successful 
a life at Smith as she has had at Abbot. 

Fidelio '16 A. A. A. Secretary "17 




Andover, Mass. 

"When she was good she was very, very good, and when 
she was bad she was horrid." We thought that applied 
to "Connie" but upon investigation it was discovered that 
no one had ever seen her bad, in fact no one had ever heard 
of her being anything but very, very, good, so, in reading, 
kindly omit the last line. 

Fidelio '16, '17 Senior Mid. Play 

A. C. A. Treasurer '17 

" Dot " is another of the organizers of our glorious class. 
Her most noticeable characteristics are her constantly 
solemn expression and her unexpected witty remarks. 
Her chief aversion is being a teacher in a boarding school. 

Fidelio '16 


RACHEL OLMSTEAD W. Brookeield, Mass. 


Her smile and good nature go a long way toward making 
her an agreeable member of our class. Though not ath- 
letic, no one likes a better time than "Rae." She is al- 
ways in a hurry but finds time to do many things besides 
her school work. 

Senior Mid. Play Class President '16 

A. C. A. President '17 Student Council '17 

Northfield Delegate 

"Connie", bubbling over with enthusiasm, comes each 
day desirous of learning all she can in "Psych." They say 
she is a high jumper and we know she can dance. If there 
is any excitement going on Connie is sure to be there. 

Fidelio '16 Senior Mid. Play 

Senior Play 



Nantucket, Mass. 


"Dot" started out as a college senior but changed and 
decided to graduate with the Academic class. We are 
proud of the success which our only islander has made at 
school and we know that next year her cheery face, with 
the well-known dimples, will be greatly missed at Abbot. 

Senior Mid. Play 
Class Treasurer "16 

Fidel'o '16 
Class Book Board 

North field Delegate 

We wish "Marj" had been with us longer so that we 
might know her better: as it is she joined us in our Senior 
year She is a good conversationalist in French al- 
though she manages to express her thoughts in fluent 

Senior Plav 



Ilion, N. Y. 


AnDOVEB, Ma-v 

"Tony" left us in our Senior-Mid year to warm herself 
in the sun of Florida but she came back this year to con- 
tinue her way toward college — the end for which she is 
-t riving. She carries herself with great importance for 
one so small of stature. 

Usually Hilda is quiet but, when once started, how Un- 
does talk! While reading "Psych." she likes to have her pet 
dictionary beside her, but if that is missing any of the girls 
will do as well. That Hilda was meant for a first-class gar- 
dener is shown by the splendid care she takes of her 
plants in the Senior Day Scholars' room. 

Fidelio '16 Senior Mid. Play 



Dayton. Ohio 



Mary can expound philosophy when the rest of the class 
is exhausted. She works quietly and serenely and is re- 
warded with a place on the honor roll. If there is work to 
be done you can depend upon Mary to do it well. 

Senior Mid. Plav 

Lean and lanky "K." whose love for dancing is only 
surpassed by her ability in that line. Farthest from her 
mind are athletics, yet she is one of the best sports in the 
school. Though dearly loving a good time "K" decidedly 
has an opposite side to her character making her. in all. 
the kind of girl Abbot would like to see more of. 

Fidelio '16 - nior Mid. Play 

Senior Play Class President 16 

Class Vice-President 1" Student Council 1" 

Class Book Board 



As we go out, now, to our work in the world. 

Our thoughts will turn hack lo you here. 
We shall march straight ahead with our banner unfurled 

But our school we shall ever hold dear. 
We will stand against wrong, we will hold up the right, 

As Abbot girls always have done; 
And then at the end when we've fought the good fight, 

'Twill be found that the victory is won. 

We are -aying "Good-bye" to the school that we love, 

And in all of our hearts there is pain. 
But wherever we go we're determined to prove 

That each day here has counted for gain. 
Our motto so fair shall our spirits imbue, 

So that down through the years it may ring. 
We will never forget to live pure and speak true, 

To right wrong and to follow the king. 

Brama of tljc Class of 1917 

1 poiogies to Bliss Perry) 

We came together in 1913 as ** preps"'. Few of us now in the class can look back at that time. 

Exciting Moment 

In our Junior year we were the first class ever to be organized as a class before the Senior- 
middle year. Of this we are properly proud. 

Rising Movement 

Junior-middle year 

1. We chose our glorious motto. ""Live pure, speak true, right wrong, follow the 

2. Our class picnic and sleighride. 
b ) Sen ior-m iddle year 

1. Our class spirit grew and our numbers grew. 

2. We started out with a picnic at Pomp's Pond. 

3. We gave our play. "The Primrose Path." 

4. For the first time we were allowed to go to the Senior Promenade and the dance 
given by the trustee^. 

5. The glorious Senior-mid banquet was held. 
c Senior year 

1. The privileges of the senior parlor were ours. 

2. The year was started with a jolly picnic at Haggett's Pond. 

3. Small, but of great significance, were our class rings. 
5. As Seniors we gave our Senior "Prom". 


Glorious Moment 

4. The long-looked -forward -to trip to Intervale arrives, crowded full of out-door 

sport, fireplace fun, and jolly spirits. 
6. The great event of our senior play, "The Ladies' Battle". 


Our Senior banquet — the height of our life as a class. 


Commencement! The glories of commencement week after final examinations were ours — 
Baccalaureate; Draper Reading; Musicale; Graduation! 
Such is the rise and glory of the Class of '17. 

Carita Bigelow 

£lje Clagg ^>ong 

Tune — Drink to me only with Thine Eyes 

Here's to the good old Senior Clas>, 

The class of seventeen. 
Our loyalty will always last, 

Forever true and keen. 
And strive we will 

In hope that still 
Our motto clear will ring, 

"Live pure, speak true, and right the wrong, 
And follow the king." 

There is nothing which gives a Senior quite so many thrills as the last few exciting moments 
before setting off for that snowbound village in the New Hampshire hills. We pile into the sleigh 
much besmothered in fur coats and happy way down to the tips of our toes. We are down the 
hill and scrambling onto the platform in an incredibly short time. The train steams into the 
station, pulling a private coach after it. We clamber in and spread ourselves out its full length. 

At Haverhill Mr. Bassett gets aboard, and what a jolly, joking man he is! Before the end 
of the ride he has us all named and labeled and fed with cookies, bananas and chocolate, until we 
feel as though we were at a county fair. 

As we near our journey's end, the mountains loom up on either side, all glittering in their 
white coats, their rugged sides enveloped in clouds of purple mist. Finally the train pulls up 
to the little station and we jump out and into a barge and off we go ploughing our way through 
the snow to the hotel where a warm welcome is waiting for us. In less than no time we pull out 
our sweaters, caps and wooly gloves to try our luck at skiing on the slippery hill outside the 
door. Our dignified Betty seizes a bicycle on runners and makes a grand sweep down the hill, 
her coat-tails flying. After a triumphant ride she comes puffing up the hill to tell us what fun 
it is. We try it, but some of us arise from a snowbank not so triumphant as Betty. Chuck and 
Mary have a scheme of placing two skis together and sitting on them with "Hunkie" on behind 
as ballast. At length Jane interrupts us by saying, "There goes the supper bell. I speak 
for the tenderloin." 


After supper some hunt their knitting and sink into chairs too tired to utter a sound. A few, 
not content with indoor sports, put on their "woolies" and go out into the moonlight to try 
the toboggan chute. They come back later, spattered with snow, and thrilled with the sensation 
of speeding down the frozen chute into the great unknown. After a few songs and a long cheer 
for Mr. Bassett we go to bed. Some of us have a little trouble in finding our right clothes. They 
seem to have mysteriously disappeared and when found have a very queer way of resisting all 
attempts to get into them. It can't be they are sewed together! After laboriously ripping stitches 
we give a sigh of relief and plunge into our beds to strike crumbs, toothpicks, hair-brushes, even 
wet sponges. Who could have been so cruel! 

The next day dawns beautifully clear and crisp and as we descend to the breakfast table 
sighs and groans escape as each one puts her foot on the stair and feels her muscles give a twinge 
of pain. Mr. Bassett greets us with a plan of a bacon bat in the woods and a climb of Mt. Surprise. 
We enthusiastically accept his invitation, hiding the thought of our weary, aching legs. 

So we take a long, up-hill tramp on snowshoes through Cathedral Woods to a clearing some 
two miles distant where Rex, Mr. Bassett's right-hand man, has started a fire, and the coffee- 
pot is boiling. Nothing could taste so delicious as that picnic in the snow, with the green pine 
trees the only onlookers. After the fire is beaten out, we continue our climb toward the mountain- 
top, a few deserters having turned back toward the village. Our snowshoes finally become useless 
and we climb with difficulty, our hands pawing the snow in front of us and our feet slipping at 
every step. Finally at the summit we stand upright and look about us in wonder at the peaceful, 
green pine trees below and the mountain peaks rising on every side. After a brief rest we make 
the descent and commence our trail back to habitation and a warm supper. We are a tired but 
very happy crowd that tumble into bed that night, to dream of another whole day of just such fun. 

The next day is filled with all sorts of sports. The long sleighride in the afternoon through 
country lovely in its winter dress is one long to be remembered by us all. 

The following morning we don the clothes of civilization and before we know it arejsvhisked 
off to the station, thinking with regret that our four short days at Intervale are over. 



Judith Harrison, ward of Mr. Philip Barnard, discovers that her 
fortune has been lost through bad investments when she was a child. 
Appalled by the idea of spending somebody else's money, she deter- 
mines to go out into the world and work. Before going she stops to 
bid farewell to the photograph of Robert Withington. She felt that at 
least he would understand. But would he? In a flash of doubt she 
slams the photograph on the floor. As she leaves a note on her guard- 
ian's desk, she is caught in the act by Bill, Mr. Barnard's nephew, who, 
seeing the broken picture on the floor, thinks there has been a lovers' 
quarrel. With a view to his own ends he offers his services. They 
rush off to the station in his car. 

Mr Barnard and Bob have just succeeded in getting back Judy's 
fortune. They are congratulating each other on their success when 
Mr. Barnard finds Judy's note. Excitement reigns. The maids are sum- 
moned. Police and papers are called up. A S5000 reward is offered 
for Judy's return. In the midst of this, Bill rushes in dragging a breath- 
It — J udy behind him. They have returned because of an accident. Judy 
then learns that it is not for her own sake alone that she is so dear to 
Mr. Barnard but for the memory of her mother. Then Bill brings 
forth a newspaper and demands his S5000 reward for rescuing Miss 
Judith Harrison, ward of Mr. Philip Barnard. Bob gets the ward and 
Bill the reward. 

By Lucy R. Atwood 


Mr. Barnard Margaret Morris 

Bill, his nephew Ruth Hathaway 

Robert Withington, a young lawyer . Natalie Weed 
Judith Harrison, ward of Mr. Barnard 

Bettv Holmes 

Bridget 1 
Mary J 

Servants of Mr. Barnard 

Louise Stilwell 
Katherine Tougas 

"Cupitftf Columns*" 

By Bernice P. Bout will 

Jack Brown 

Leila, his s 





Miss Allen 
Maid . . 



Marian McPherson 

Harriet Shongood 

Cornelia Sargent 

Mildred Frost 

Gwendolyn Brooks 

Dorothea Clark 

Ruth Jackson 

Marjorie Smithwick 

Cora Erickson 


Leila, a student at Baldwin Hill Boarding School, answers, on a 
dare, one of the advertisements in Cupid's Columns, a paper published 
for the lovelorn. The skirls wait excitedly, for a reply from the artist 
whose letter she answered. She is rather startled to learn, one day, 
that a gentleman is waiting for her in the lobby. He introduce- himself 
as the artist and he put> his case so ardently before her that she, in 
desperation, threatens to scream, whereupon he reveals himself a> her 
brother, to win m she had showed the secret in a letter. She no sooner 
gets him safely out of the house than she receives .1 letter from the true 
artist who tells her he has found a "life partner" and that they .ire 
living happily in a "little bungalow". Leila confesses that the joke 
has somehow turned upon her, and with her resolution to abolish such 
pranks in the future, she and the other ^irls arrange for a "good time" 
that evening. 

>cntor ;piap 

"€t)e 3la&ie£' 23attlc" 

Barox de Moxtrichard . 
Countess d' Autreval 
Leoxie de la Villegoxtier 
Hexri de Flavigneul 
gustave de grignon 
Servant .... 
Officer of Dragoons 


Esther Davis 

Ruth Jackson 

Cornelia Sargent 

Carita Bigelow 

Mary Church 

Harriet Balfe 

Elizabeth Bacon 

[ Marjorie Smithwick 

Catharine Yeakle 


Alice Littlefield 

Art Editor 

Marion McPherson 
Assistant Business Manager 

Catharine Veakle Carita Bigelow 

Business Manager Literary Editor 

Doris Emery Elizabeth Bacon Frances Gere Dorothy Baxter 

Literary Editor Editor-in-Chief Art Editor Literarv Editor 

Lucy Atwood Humason 

Ruth Jackson 

Literary Editors 

Business Editors 
Martha Grace Miller 

Many Bartlett 
Elizabeth Holmes 

Catherine Greenough 


Bernice Boutwell Louise Stillwell Helen French Julie Sherman 

Virginia Vincent Katherine Pinckney Doris Emery (Pres.) Margaret Van Voorhies 
Elizabeth Doolin Louise Bacon 


G. Cowan 
R. Farrington 


Esther Davis, Leader 

L. Gaudreaux R. Jackson K. Coe 

E. Hungerford J. Abbe E. Davis 

G. Goss D. Williams E. Milliken 

Y. McCauley 
H. Balfe 

L. Gaudreaux 
M. Dunaway 
K. Cooper 

HARRIET, President 
M. Van Voorhies M. Bartlett J. Abbe 

R. Jackson E. Hungerford H. Balfe 

V. McCauley C. Newcomb G. Goss 

('■. Cowan K. Tougas E. Van Arsdale 

K. ( 

M. Arey 

L. Bacon 



Gertrude Goss, President Harriet MURDOCK, Secretary 

Mary Church, Vice-President Esther Hungerford, Treasurer 


Esther Davis Helen Vedder 

Dorothy Fairfield Julie Sherman Gertrude Goss (Capt.) Mary Ghurch 


Dorothy Fairfield Margaret Mitchel Gertrude Goss 

Esther Davis Helen Vedder 

Julie Sherman Mary Church (Pres.) Harriet Balfe 


Rachel Olmstead 
Charlotte Flemming 


Clarissa Horton 
Cornelia Newcomb 



Rachel Olmstead Catharine Yeakle Elizabeth Bacon iPres.) 
Clarissa Horton Gertrude Goss 

Mary Church Marion Chandler Charlotte Fleming Jane Prescott 

£lK aDtocnturcs of an abbot Otvl tn tlje 12/iDc, ^tDe l^orlD 

We had better explain, before we begin this story, that Miss X. the hen. inc. was an extremely 
absent-minded young lady. The habits of years leave their stamp on everyone, but the effeel 
upon a person whose mind i- always somewhere else, is often rather startling. 

Miss X arrived at the Blank Hotel three days after graduation. Her name appeared upon 
the register as follows: Ruth X. 5:14. 

That 5:14 puzzled the desk elerk. He couldn't make it out. Neither could anyone else. 
Every clerk and bellboy in the establishment tried in vain to fathom the mystery. Finally 
some one ventured the information that it was the 5:14 train from the city that Mi-- X had 
come in on. That might be a partial explanation but it looked somehow suspicious. It would 
be best to keep a watchful eye upon Miss X. 

That matter of the register was. however, the firsl ot a series of queer action- on the part 
of Miss X. 

As the hotel was full, she was placed at the table with some strangers, a family named Always- 
proper. The first night at dinner she astonished them by mutely handing her butter-plate to 
her left-hand neighbor as if expecting something. Later she did the same thing with her water- 
glass. Just what she wanted they couldn't quite make out. but they refrained from any remark-. 
She astonished them further that afternoon by calling loudly down the hall: 

"Save me a tub. please." to Miss Alwaysproper who was crossing the hall to her sister's 
room, clad in a dressing gown. 

Miss X's conduct after dinner was very eccentric, to say the least. She was sitting quietly 
in a corner when the bellboy came in to page her. The instant her name was called she >pr.m^ 
to her feet and said, "Prepared." The remark seemed to have no bearing whatsoever on the 
accompanying circumstances. 

Bells had a queer effect upon her from the first. She would get to her feet and saunter out 
of the room every time a bell rang and if another one chanced to ring while she was Mill within 
earshot she would jump perceptibly and then make a mad dash for her room. Before long she 
would reappear (always after the sound of a bell) and then the whole performance would be 



The most startling occurrence happened at about 11.30 of the first night. Some angrv 
person on the second floor rang loudly and repeatedly for icewater. About one minute after 
the bell ceased ringing the night clerk was astonished by the appearance of Miss X, clad in a 
heavy coat and some high unlaced tramping-shoes. with her hair done up in a remarkable array 
of curl-papers. In her hand she carried what appeared to be a black leather jewel case. Upon 
being questioned she murmured something inarticulate about fires or drills and went back to bed. 

It was what happened in the dining-room, however, that turned the Alwaysproper family 
against her for once and for all. She finished breakfast before anyone else and started to leave 
the room, and as she reached the door she turned and bowed and smiled at the table in the right- 
hand corner. The table happened to be occupied by three young men friends of the Always- 
propers, who couldn't possible know this strange creature, and thereafter the Alwayspropers 
were distinctly frigid. 

Several days after her arrival one of the men brought up a bag which bore Miss X's name 
and which he had found in the basement. The bag contained some soiled clothes. On Monday 
morning Miss X had put all her laundry in the bag. tied it up and dropped it down the elevator 
shaft on her way downstairs. 

When the day arrived for her departure the clerk> were simply bombarded with questions. 

'"When was the ticket man coming?" 

"Where was the chart to sign up for trains?" 

"When were the trunks coming up?" 

"When were they to be checked?" 

"What time would the check man be at her corridor?" 

After much patience and careful explanation she was at last persuaded that there was a 
railway station where she bought her own ticket, that she could take any train she wished without 
going through the mysterious process of "signing up", that she could procure a taxi at the carriage 
door without first buying a little yellow ticket, that if she wished her trunk to be sent it was 
necessary to do more than write "Ready" on the top of it, and finally that the hotel was not 
expected to furnish a chaperone to conduct her safely to the city. 

As we said before. Miss X was exceptionally absent-minded, but the habits of years are 

always hard to overcome. 


UQeumatfc j&tpxtMton 

(Inspired by Lost Chord) 

Seated one day at the organ 

Over in Davis Hall, 
When I turned and saw down below me 

A sight which most made me fall. 
I did not know what they were doing 

Nor what they were trying to do, 
'Twas a riot of beautiful color 

Yellow and rose and blue. 
They flooded the hall with their brilliance. 

Those nymphs besporting themselves. 
Their feet pattered around beneath me 

Like the dancing of light fairy elves. 
It caused them great pain and sorrow, 

Like love overcoming strife. 
It seemed a discordant effort 

In our harmonious life. 
They thought they were bears and sea nymphs 

Playing beneath the sea. 
The agony of their contortions 

Was far too painful to me. 
"What is it?" I cried in amazement. 

They gazed in surprise at me. 
"Why this is rheumatic depression, 

We are trying less conscious to be." 


M. Bartlett: "Udall wrote an interlude called 'The Three Peas'." 

H. Leaycroft: '"What proposition are you doing?" 
R. H-th-w-y: "I'm prop-ing this-position." 

Young Smart Alec at Prom uses questionable word : "Can't I get away with that at Abbot?" 
Judy: "Oh. yes, you can get away with it, but you can't come back." 

Kizzie: "What is the name of that book of Kipling's, The Eyes That Sail'?" 
Miss King: "Do you mean The Light That Failed^" 


R. H.: "What's everybody laughing at me for?" 

Miss Aldred: "They can't help it." 

R. H.: "I don't think there's much to see." 

Miss Aldred: "They don't know that until they turn around." 

Miss King (at tablet. "What is the favorite dish of the English officers?" 
Awful Silence. "Why, Zeppelins on toast." 
V. McC-LEY: "Is that a kind of fish?" 

Janet: "When I took music lessons I used to spend hours practising the 'archipelago'." 

Balfie | pointing to the memorial tablets in the picture of the floor of San Miniato): "Miss 
Ho-y, what are those little closets in the floor for?" 

Miss B.: "What is a prodigal son?" 
M. Church: "One who runs away." 

Miss B. ' in Ethics) : "What would be the objection to a person getting up in the middle of the 
night and screaming at the top of her lungs?" 

Sophia: "She might catch cold.' 


Class ^ropfjecp 

It was a cold, rainy afternoon in October, 1927. I gazed disconsolately out of my window 
and longed for amusement. An insistent ring of the door-bell startled me. The voice which 
called "Yes?" down the speaking-tube couldn't have vibrated with cordiality, but a never-to- 
be-forgotten voice answered, "It's — no, I'll give you three guesses." 

"Betty Bacon! as if I needed them! Come right straight up here!" I flew out to meet 
her and it was several minutes later that I had regained enough composure to ask how she happened 
to be there. 

" Now tell me everything you know about the rest of 1917," she said, when she had explained 
about her work as a scupltor's model to my entire satisfaction. 

"I don't know very much, but here's all the information I have," I answered, taking my 
letter-box out of my desk and opening it. 

The first letter was from Connie Sargent. It was chiefly a treatise on her newest psychological 
discovery. At the end she said, "My time is very full, as I hope to get the revised edition of 
Psychology and Ethics, and Their Relation to Each Other into the publisher's hands this month." 

The second was from Mildred Gilmore and a snapshot of her just before she struck the 
water in her famous "Baby Doll" dive, dropped out. She signed herself "Annette Kellerman 

Then, Hunkie's latest outpouring was read. She was finishing her lifework in an asylum 
for deaf and dumb children. Poor Esther! 

"Cornelia Xewcomb!" cried Betty as we reached the end of the next letter. "It can't be!" 
Sherry's! The Tiger Dance! Oh, let's go over there to-night!" 

'This, ladies and gentlemen, is the safety valve. No oil stove should be without it. They 

are a danger to the community without it. Also this patented " and so forth anil so on. 

Bernice Boutwell is demonstrating oil stoves! 


"Balfie's" letter from the Convent of St. Ursula was quite despondent in tone. "Anything 
would have been better than embroidering dresses for other people's babies, and perhaps I was 
hasty with William. Did you know that *'K" had accepted the Social Etiquette chair at Abbot 
this year? " 

The last paragraph of Mary Church's letter from a small Illinois town, said: "My little 
flock claims all my attention. Writing sermons is the smallest part of my very busy life. I 
brought poor Alice Littlefield back to the fold a short time ago. I found her in Chicago studying 
art and she confessed she had not been to church for two Sundays.'' 

Then came a pile of circulars. The first was from a well-known publishing company. It 
bore a picture of our Lucy, and said in part: "The fifteenth edition of Miss Atwood's novel. 
Her Aunt's Stepson, is now on sale. Also several new books from the same clever pen." 

Under this was a picture of Carita and an exhortation to buy Bigelou-'s Standard Encyclo- 
paedia at lowest possible rates." 

Another circular announced the arrival in New York of Betty Graves, disciple of Billy 
Sunday. "Hear her in the tabernacle April 1st." 

Then on a most artistic folder — "Rachel's. 1300 Fifth Avenue. We have an exclusive 
line of beltless. trimmingless gowns in all the neutral shades. Miss Olmstead will speak on dress 
reform Tuesday at three." A footnote said, "Go to Smithwick's, next door, for hats." 

"Goss and Davis. Clairvoyant and Beauty Specialists." read the next circular. "We will 
make you beautiful and tell your fortune while you wait. Send for In the Xext World by G. Goss 
and My Beauty Secrets by E. Davis." 

The last of the circulars was simple, but in exceedingly good taste. It went something like 
this: — "All the new dances taught in ten lessons. Frances Gere (pupil of Mrs. Castle) furnishes 
music and partners for ladies and gentlemen. Entire course S100." 

The next letter was postmarked Washington. D. C, and Marguerite's description of her 
impressions as the "Newest Senatress from Illinois" was delightful. 

"O, did you know." Betty interrupted Margo's letter to ask. "that Miriam Bacon was 
running an agency at Williamstown providing Prom men for girls' boarding-schools. •* And 


Janet. Of course she's still in Altoona. Married a coal dealer, I think, whose chief fascination 
was in possessing a dog which looked like Prince." 

"No! But let me tell you. Sally Humason came to see me the other day and she brought 
half a dozen little Johns and Marys from the orphan asylum of which she is matron. 

"I went up to see Chuck and Gert in the Beauty Parlors the other day and Gert said Chuck 
was too busy to see anybody. She was personally supervising a new massage which was being 
tried on Dot Baxter. While I was there Ruth Jackson came in selling 'Nutter's Cure-All,' a 
new patent medicine." 

Mary Wuichet's letter came from Switzerland. She was making record climbs in the Alps, 
her first experience in mountain climbing having been so successful at Intervale. Edith Marsden 
and her brother she said were with her. Edith was making a reputation for herseli as a most 
daring aviatrix. They had met Hilda Temple in Paris where she had taken over Paquin's and 
was making a great success of it. 

Dorothy Newton reported great progress as physical director at Hotchkiss and said that 
Murdy had just been there with a company of jugglers. She could actually balance herself and 
a broomstick her own height at the same time. Also she wrote that Antoinette was teaching 
the principles of co-education at Syracuse. 

We were still talking about our friends' fates when a motor horn roused us. We looked 
out of the window to see Dot Small stopping before the door in a little grey roadster. She had 
learned to drive a car in spite of being marooned on Nantucket! Dot had come to take Betty 
back to the studio where she was posing, so our gossipping was over for that day. 

Doris Emery 


Brama iLtfart 

Place — Concert in Davis Hall 
Cast — Fifty stitches 
Bag opens — 
1st Stitch of green scarf — 

Do you know this is the first time I've been out of my bag since the last concert. 
2nd Stitch of an eye bandage — 

My dear, you've nothing on me; why, they find it impossible to match me, consequently 1 
too have been lying idle. 
3rd Stitch of a purple sweater — 

I'd rather be lost to the world like you than to have what's going to happen to me Some- 
body named Green is moving in next door to me and I know we are going to fight, because the 
Green family and our family never did agree. 
2nd Stitch of eye bandage — 

I'm going to the doctor's. I am as white as can be. Why, I've been worked even in recreation 
3rd Stitch of purple sweater — 

That's nothing. I'm going to get it in the neck; they're going to bind me off to-morrow. 
1st Stitch of green scarf — 

I've turned three shades darker with jealousy. Here comes my rival now, Indigo Blue Stitch. 
Solo — Despair — by 1st blue stitch, accompanied by click of needles 

I'm off the needle, I'll make a hole 

I've lost my place. Both big and round, 

There's now no hope Then they'll be sorry 

I'm in disgrace. They let me down. 

Enter 47 Stitches Chorus 

We've all been in the self-same boat. 
We're dropped and picked up often. 
It seems as if as on we float 
Sometimes their hearts must soften. 
Music ceases 
Bag closes 



(With apologies to Hashimura Togo) 

To editor of Abbot Class Book '17, famed journal for woman expression: — 

Dearest Madam: — 

Quite recently of yore, I accompanied with friend to interview Abbot Academy. While 
there I inspect young women of trackish bend of mind. 

About four (4) o'clock they perambulate onto field with ladywise languor of movement, in 
ones and twos. At field they decline on ground with aptness to somersaults. After time has 
collapsed Hon. Conductor appear with whistle attached to mouth and start-away begins. First 
young women circumvent around field with long runny strides and then fall, with panting groan 
to ground. "I will require aid of physician for them!" I amputate, but Hon. Conductor sound 
bell and urge more. I stand amidst gasps! More runs with same extinguished effect at end. 

They then manipulate to other part of field with much animal jump and loudish yell, to par- 
take of jumps. There, young women take extreme run and vault over sticks into gravelish patch 
which Hon. Conductor keep in confusion with rake implement. Other young women jump 
over gravel spot in ground which look like space of bald head. Sometimes young women fall with 
extremish bang to face, on ground, but Hon. Conductor assist them to alight and urge more. 

I stand amidst gasps! 

Hoping you are the same. 


Wav Ccrms 

Without Warning — When you overstay your leave of absence. 

For the Sake of Humanity — Xo five o'clock study hcur during the Spring term. 

Triple Alliance — Miss Carson, Miss Elliot. Miss King. 

Peace without Victory — Poor Bradford! 

Border Trouble — Knit two. purl two. 

Food Control — Censorship of Valentine boxes. 

Universal Prohibition — When the bubbling fountain goes dry. 

A Fleet of Raiders — The Proctors. 

.4 Scrap of Paper — A call to Miss Bailey's office. 

A Place in the Sun — The "A" Society. 

Poison Gases — In the Chemistry lab. 

The Blockade — Around the radiator after dinner. 

Strict Accountability — When you don't show up for afternoon sports. 

Interference of American Mail — Three times a day. 

The Danger Zone — Phillips Street. 



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